I greet the coming winter and its fresh air. It's inspiring. A time for thought. I long for my roots, the forests and the mountains, the silence. I'll be going home soon!


Wordless wisdom

I live for the moments
of clarity

Growing stronger, day by day
always watching from the outside
of the circus circle
Wish they all knew
but who can tell the difference
anymore

I feel the wind
I breathe the clear winter air
I can smell change
refreshing, yet nostalgic
Paradox enthroned
once again

I drink for the old
while I light forest fires
under the stars

Walking, revealing
hailing the spirit
I live for these moments
of clarity

Past, present, future
these trees are old
They speak with silent wisdom
I have no words




Poetry by J. E.
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Written on 2008-11-11 at 20:36

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Kathy Lockhart
A beautiful spiritual journey expressed with an array of ethereal imagery.
2008-11-18


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2008-11-17


Ghost of Heino
Blessed be
Your winter greeting is a howl worthy
Your words within words within trees
2008-11-16


Rob Graber
I really like the imagery. "Always watching from outside the circus circle" (great ambivalence here!), and the paradoxical conclusion "I have no words": I find these especially wonderful.

Nice to see you resurface here on the bay!
2008-11-11